"I'm F%#k'd Up" lyrics

"I'm F%#k'd Up"

I'm fucked up. I'm rolling. I'm rolling
I'm fucked up. I'm rolling. I'm rolling
I'm rolling. I'm rolling
I'm fucked up. I'm rolling. I'm rolling

Okay now bad bitches and her friends sipping a fifth of gin
Got mo' hoes knocking at the door tell 'em bring 'em in
Smoking purp by the fucking pound white bitch breaking down
All these dope cocaine on the floor I bring out the pole
Tell her mamma buss it open rolling drunk off the potion
Hoping I get her open that pussy I leave it swollen
I'm the master when it comes to that beat it up up up
Knock it out the park I'm off the bat so what it is shorty
I'm on that Houston purple syrup shit never mind I'm throwed
Forgot my government. "R.I.P." to Pimp. Though on some triller shit
Salute my nigga Bun in case I do forget
I'm getting throwed and I'm way off peach Cîroc no chaser sip it dead raw
Switching bitches with my nigga Andy though
If you ain't fucked up then what you paying for

I'm fucked I'm fucked up. I'm rolling. I'm rolling
I'm fucked up. I'm rolling. I'm rolling. I'm rolling
I'm high I'm drunk my bitch she faded
My vision so blurry and I might not make it

And I'm back yeah once again hopping up out that Benz
With a chick and she super thick chilling with a couple of friends
They was twins but I just popped a bean but know that depends
You ain't fucking off of feeling these holla back that's indeed
Nigga Casy supply the weed Kiko bring the lean
Fuck them swishers roll that paper like my nigga Wiz Khalifa
Getting fucked up that's what's up them double cups
I'm taking 7 shots and I'm hoping I don't pass out
Them bitches assed-out molly popping they all buying huh
I'm fucked and I'm focused got a 30 pack of them Trojans
Finna do some damage with these mixed twins
Never cuff or block I do not goal tend
I'm'a beat that pussy 'til the morning
Switching bitches with my nigga Andy though
If you ain't fucked up then what you paying for

I'm fucked I'm fucked up. I'm rolling. I'm rolling
I'm fucked up. I'm rolling. I'm rolling. I'm rolling
I'm high I'm drunk my bitch she faded
My vision so blurry and I might not make it


Writer(s): Ace Hood
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